"No, this kind of feeling is just like the feeling that the heart demon and the God Spirit coexist together."

This kind of feeling is very familiar, chuxuan has experienced the existence of the heart demon, is to this kind of breath, is very familiar.

At this moment, he finally understood why he had a palpitation and strange feeling in his heart.

"Is this a magic sword? The sword spirit has a heart demon? "

Chuxuan made a bold guess, although this kind of speculation, appears extremely ridiculous, but Chu Xuan still thinks that this kind of possibility is very big.

"Boom!"

"You want to die." The white robed old man, who took the lead in flying, was angry in his heart. The other party even ignored himself, completely ignoring his own existence.

Once upon a time, dare someone to treat themselves so rudely.

He is also the master of half step. Although Shou yuan is near, living is the authority. Any hint of authority can crush the star river.

Therefore, the old man in white can't bear it!

Angry, the white robed old man directly blows out a blow to Chu Xuan.

With one punch, the wind and cloud move, and heaven and earth collapse. Even if the power of the order of heaven and earth is extremely strange, the void still trembles, and a spider like crack appears.

"Bang!"

Chuxuan's body is humming and shaking, and rippling out a light, vigorous Qi shield, directly smashes the attack of the old man in white robe.

The white robed old man was slightly stunned. His heart sank and his pupils shrank. He was shocked and inexplicable. His eyes towards chuxuan were incredible.

To explore the depth of Chu Xuan, but the spirit is unstable, like falling into the hell of Shura.

"No, this man is unfathomable. It seems that he is really the master of the environment."

The old man in white robe was frightened, so he quickly withdrew and wanted to leave a safe distance between him and Chu Xuan.

Chuxuan's face was expressionless, and he was cold in his heart: "do you want to run after fighting? Don't I have a lot of face? "

Without saying a word, backhand is a slap.

Buzz!

One slap, a nine color light palm, contains the power of time and space. Ignoring the distance between space and time, it crosses the heaven and earth, and directly slaps the white robed old man away.

The white robed old man is like a piece of paper, flying in the void, then falling, blood sprinkling into the sky.

With a bang, the old man in white slammed heavily on the ground, making a big hole in the ground. A harsh cough came out of the smoke, as if the lungs were about to cough out.

"Who are you? Why intrude into the holy land of chaos hall? Why should I hurt countless disciples of chaos hall? "

The other two emperors in the chaos hall came flying to see Chu Xuan slapping him, and he was able to fly his companions.

Looking at their companions, struggling in the abyss like pit, their faces pale, they took a puff in their hearts and did not dare to start directly.

Among them, the old man in the black robe also suffered from the decline of Qi and blood. Obviously, his time was running out.

"I remember that I didn't provoke you in chaos hall, did I? Are you not afraid of my Lord's punishment when you are so rude and open to death

Another old man in a gray Taoist robe is also squinting and alert to chuxuan.

At the moment, the white robed old man who was slapped by chuxuan is also flying into the void again. His breath is extremely unstable. Obviously, he has just healed and consumed a lot of blood.

Three people look at each other, very tacit understanding to fly to three directions, showing a tripartite situation, surrounded by Chu Xuan in the middle.

Chuxuan continued to explore the mountain, with one mind and two uses. He turned his head and looked at the three people who surrounded him. With a wave of his hand, he burst out three blazing white lights.